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It was written in Secretary Cunningham Falconer's hand, and was as follows: "Lord Oldborough will inform Captain Percy when any thing shall be decided upon relative to the business on which Captain Percy spoke to Lord Oldborough: and as communication by letter will answer every purpose, his lordship hopes that he shall not be the means of detaining Captain Percy longer from his regiment.
And you will always be wondering whether the pirate made love to you in jest or in earnest and he'll always be wondering, too!" Cunningham turned away abruptly and clumped toward the bridge ladder, which he mounted. For some inexplicable reason her heart became filled with wild resentment against him. Mocking her, when she had only offered him kindness!
Confident of a cheap victory, Tarlton formed his line of battle, and his troops rushed forward with great impetuosity, shouting as they advanced. After a single well directed fire, M'Dowell and Cunningham fell back on Colonel Pickens, who, after a short but warm conflict, retreated into the rear of the second line.
"Ye are mad, my masters," said Tristan l'Hermite. "No one disputes your privileges; but this youth is not one of you." "He is my nephew," said the Balafre, with a triumphant air. "But no Archer of the Guard, I think," retorted Tristan l'Hermite. The Archers looked on each other in some uncertainty. "Stand to it yet, comrade," whispered Cunningham to Balafre. "Say he is engaged with us."
"'Ye have done wrong in shooting the lad, said I; 'ye have raised the whole country side; and presently Cunningham and all his host will be at our heels. "'No fear, said he; 'there is small danger of that a dead tongue tells no tales.
The air and the tone of the man were perfectly respectful. When Cleve, the first officer, appeared his manner was solicitous. "Are you comfortable, sir?" "Would ten thousand dollars interest you?" said Cleigh, directly. "If you mean to come over to your side, no. My life wouldn't be worth a snap of the thumb. You know something about Dick Cunningham. I know him well. The truth is, Mr.
Of course she's a great heiress, but the man must be blind and paralysed who couldn't fall in love with Karine Cunningham for herself; and however he gets it, Carson Wildred has no lack of money of his own." "How does gossip say he gets it?" I went on to enquire with eagerness which I concealed as best I could. "Oh, gossip doesn't trouble itself much in that way!" Driscoll laughed.
Martin Cunningham put out his arm and, wrenching back the handle, shoved the door open with his knee. He stepped out. Mr Power and Mr Dedalus followed. Change that soap now. Mr Bloom's hand unbuttoned his hip pocket swiftly and transferred the paperstuck soap to his inner handkerchief pocket. He stepped out of the carriage, replacing the newspaper his other hand still held.
Wherever General Howe and Cunningham were together, either in New York or in Philadelphia, the most atrocious cruelties were inflicted upon the American prisoners in their power, and yet some have endeavoured to excuse General Howe, on what grounds it is difficult to determine.
"Is this what we pay rates for?" he asked. "To feed and clothe these ignorant bostooms... and they're nothing else." Mr. Cunningham laughed. He was a Castle official only during office hours. "How could they be anything else, Tom?" he said. He assumed a thick, provincial accent and said in a tone of command: "65, catch your cabbage!" Everyone laughed. Mr.
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